Story of Longevity

Just like nothing happened last night, the air this morning is still so refreshing and delicious.

...But, to be sure, there really was no major incident last night.

The so-called [just like nothing happened last night] is just that Star Carving saw the newly born sunrise, and wanted to make a metaphor like [it seems to have happened last night] on a whim. It has no special meaning.

After all, in this Sakura Village, it’s not a novelty to easily sell a pure cousin to another cousin, so let’s not mention [it is good to add a taste to the dinner for the bedroom partner under the same roof, but the second The chef on duty who is very unfriendly to the back door of the chili seasoning] Does it exist?

By the way, because Zhenbai does not eat spicy food, there are two special sweet tomato flavors of omelet rice for dinner.

Right? You see, except for the strange expressions of the little friends who came out of the bathroom in the early morning, Sakura Village today is still as peaceful as ever.

Without mentioning these trivial matters, if there is any big difference this morning, it can only be that Xingke obtained the permission to climb the girls' bedroom on the second floor for some reason. It's just that because the eyes of the next door-senpai Hitoshi are very bad, Hoshiki can only take care of the life needs of the little white cat he picked up before Misaki-senpai goes out.

After the processing was completed, this time point was actually a bit nervous, but Xingqian, which originally had no concept of rules, directly ignored this time limit that plagued countless student groups.

Compared with this, there is another more tangled multiple-choice question in front of Xingqi, that is--

"Really white, what underwear + pants are you going to wear today?"

"Nowadays……"

"Ok."

"It's a blue mood."

"[Blue mood] What kind of mood is it? It should be [Want to wear blue mood]? This is very important."

While correcting Zhenbai’s grammatical errors, he pulled one out of a pile of cloth strips that I didn’t know why it was neatly packed yesterday, and found a support that matched the style and color of the cloth strips in another pile of hills. Lifting the cloth bag, put these two things on the really white body.

By the way, the whole process only took 30 seconds.

how about it? Soon?

Compared with the difficulty of choice caused by personal interests, other processes are much simpler.

It’s okay to pull the bewildered white from the floor to right it, choose a white stocking without any color, or flatten the school uniform and put it on the girl who stays up late. Any difficulty.

The child whose eyes are hard to open was unexpectedly very cooperative and very skilled, as if Xingke was not her first time.

However, think about it, all the time, it is not true that she wears clothes for herself every morning, so this kind of her, on the contrary, cooperates with other people's ability to wear clothes for herself.

Damn it, Xingke always feels that he is in a green mood today.

After a simple wash for True White in the bathroom, she began to carefully take care of her long blonde hair that was messed up due to incorrect sleeping posture on the chair. This is also the project that takes the most time.

First wet the surface of the hair with a watering can, smooth the small messy hair, and then use the comb to smooth the long straight white hair. Finally, Xingqi hesitated and did not know where he took out two rubber bands. Start to deal with your own interests...

Three minutes later, a cute double ponytail was born.

"It's really white, everything is done, it's time to go to school."

Zhen Bai, who was about to doze off again while shaking slightly, pulled her up from the chair, ready to change shoes and go out.

"Someone, moving too fast, I didn't sleep enough."

"Do you still have a position to blame me? It's obviously that you did other things when you should be sleeping, that caused the lack of sleep, right? It's not Alice."

"You are right, someone. But we haven't had breakfast yet."

"It doesn't matter, it's not us, but you only have no time for breakfast. By the way, my breakfast today is soy milk and meat buns."

"Is someone a bad person? Rita said that only bad people will have their own food."

"Don't worry, someone of me is not a bad person. Soy milk is still in my thermos, but you have to choose the food yourself. This is called [Convenience Store]. You can get most of the things you want to eat."

?O?) Oh!~"

Ten minutes later--

Sitting on a bench in the park, Xing Ke was pouring a small cup of soy milk from the thermos and handing it to Zhen Bai who was eating the cake blankly.

"Slow down, be careful of burning your mouth."

"Ok."

It's really peaceful... There is no atmosphere of being late in a few minutes.

"truth."

"Baumkuchen, is it delicious?"

"delicious."

"That's good."

"...This is also delicious and sweet."

"Soy milk? Of course, sugared."

"...Someone."

"what?"

"Aren't we going to school?"

"No hurry, wait until you finish eating."

"Ok."

Sure enough, he is a straightforward child. If he is not anxious, he is not anxious.

Still very elegantly eating the cake in small bites, but the problem with the crumbs falling everywhere is still the same.

This child... is a real natural stayer.

Reluctantly took out the handkerchief, cleaned the corners of Zhen Bai's mouth, and refilled Zhen Bai's cup, Xing Ke found a topic:

"Really white, did you always paint last night?"

"Ok."

"How is the result? If the true white drawing technique is used as a comic, it should be very strong?"

"No, Ayano tells the story at all."

Ayano? Who? Edit?

"...It is conceivable that Zhenbai gives people a feeling of not belonging to this mortal world at all. The plot of the comics is not good and it is not incomprehensible."

It was like pressing an incredible switch, Zhen Bai suddenly gave up the temptation of food and turned his gaze around.

"Does anyone know? How to draw a good manga?"

It was like a different person, and now Zhen Bai's eyes seemed to be full of attachment to something.

This gaze made Xingqi feel a little touched.

"Edit... I mean Miss Ayano, didn't she say anything?"

After all, it is not a good thing to grab someone else's work. Xingke wants to hear what a professional editor has to say.

"Ayano said, since my drawing skills are very good, I will focus on stimulating scene description..."

"Stop... I see, let's ignore this Ayano's statement first~www.ltnovel.com~ Xingke now fully understands that Ayano, she is not a reliable adult either.

If the story is not good, focus on comics that do not need a story. In theory, there is nothing wrong. In addition, thinking from another angle has fully utilized the strengths of True White, and it has also benefited society.

but……

I always feel something is wrong.

If you really want to develop in that direction, you do not need to be an editor of a regular magazine, OK? Wouldn't it be good to be a thorough book cartoonist?

Where is it used to play sideball here?

"Really white, why do you want to draw comics?"

"Because... it's funny."

It's still a short statement, I can't understand the point at all.

However, Xing Ke saw that the white cake had been eaten, and he was ready to consider the matter longer.

While packing up the cup and remnants, Xing Ke pulled Zhen Bai to stand up and said:

"Class is coming soon, let's talk about comics after school."

"ok, I got it."

"By the way, you close your eyes first."

Without any doubt, Zhen Bai really closed his eyes.

"Although I have improved this spell, I may still be dizzy the first time, and it will be fine the next time.

【Transformation】! ~"

The figures of Zhen Bai and Xing Ke were instantly distorted and disappeared. When they appeared again in the next second, they were already in a small corner behind the teaching building.

It just so happened that the preparation bell for class rang at this time.

"Ding dong da dong—"

"It's really white, you can open your eyes."

Looking at the surrounding scenery, Zhen Bai didn't have any major changes in her expression, just asked blankly:

"Is someone a magician?"